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September 24, 2009

G152: Red Sox 10, Royals 3

Buchholz (6.2-5-0-0-8, 109) breezed through the Kansas City lineup, striking out six of eight batters in one stretch; Victor Martinez and Dustin Pedroia each had two hits, extending their hitting streaks to 23 and 16 games, respectively (the two longest current streaks in MLB, by the way); David Ortiz singled, doubled, homered and drove in three; Jacoby Ellsbury had three singles and two stolen bases (#s 65 and 66); and the Royals were charged with five errors for the first time in seven years.

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Has anyone else noticed that the last Yankee-Angels game was a 12:30 start, leaving the Fuckwads a day and a half to get back to their Little League Stadium and play us Friday night, while the Sox are forced to play an evening game today and get into the Wormy Apple at some ungodly hour.

Where is the league office that generates this schedule, anyway? Might it be in New York?

I'm not being defensive, I have no reason to be. I just find Red Sox fans whining about the supposed unfairness of scheduling beneath us. As I said, I'd leave that to NYY fans, especially because you're only looking at one instance of scheduling out of the entire season.

Living in the NYC area I hear a lot of Yankee games on the radio, and Sterling and Waldman *LOVE* to complain when the final game of a road series (or a homestand, for that matter) is at night and they have to travel afterward. Often, this complaining carries over to the next day's broadcast as they talk about how late they got in to town the night before.

I didn't get to hear any of yesterday's game, but I wonder if they pointed out that they had an early getaway (and before an off day, no less).

Sterling and Waldman *LOVE* to complain when the final game of a road series (or a homestand, for that matter) is at night and they have to travel afterward [and] how late they got in to town the night before

How about this: If the circumstances of your job cause you to complain so much, QUIT THE FUCKIN' JOB!

Especially when a third (rough guess) of the people listening would love to be broadcasting baseball games for a living.

And some of the listeners he is bitching to might be working two jobs at ungodly hours anyway.

If Sterling gets in to his hotel at 4 AM, he can sleep until 2 PM or something. It's not like he has to commute on 3 hours of sleep and be at a desk at 9. He -- and Remy and whoever else -- should have a nice big glass of STFU.

I remember reading about that couple! I read a really cool story in the NY Times many years ago, don't know if that was the one you linked to (I couldn't get the link).

Sterling and Waldman *LOVE* to complain when the final game of a road series (or a homestand, for that matter) is at night and they have to travel afterward. Often, this complaining carries over to the next day's broadcast as they talk about how late they got in to town the night before.

I HATE when announcers do this. Castiglione does it too, altho not as much as Sterling.

Especially when a third (rough guess) of the people listening would love to be broadcasting baseball games for a living.

And some of the listeners he is bitching to might be working two jobs at ungodly hours anyway.

That's what I was thinking of. People work horrible hours, work two jobs, work double shifts, just to put food on the table. These bozos are flying around in comfort, taking cabs everywhere, staying in nice hotels. You're tired from travel? STFU about it. Don't complain to your listeners, whose lives are probably tougher than yours.

When I was a nanny, my boy's mother used to complain to me about her money troubles. Same idea.

I have learned that no one wants to hear me complain about having to go back to class in mid-August, considering that most people are working all summer except for a week or two. On the other hand, I am tired of people asking me if I ever have to work, given the flexibility of my schedule. I don't challenge them any more; instead, I just say, "Yeah, I love my job," and leave it at that.

"I must admit I am one of those people who hates when professors or teachers who have been had the whole summer off complain about school starting in September."

There's an old joke, not funny to anyone outside academia, about a tenured prof whose schedule consists of a two-hour seminar on a Tuesday and a committee meeting on a Wednesday. That's his whole schedule!

One semester the chair of the committee has to move the meeting to Thursdays, and the prof says this change is unacceptable: "After all, if you don't have your Thursdays, what do you have?"

So, I take it you working stiffs are not rolling in the aisles at that one, huh?

My father used to represent the professors of CUNY. He said that once he understood what their jobs really entailed, he realized they worked very hard - but that it was very different from what many working people would understand as work.

my father's a college professor and my mom had the ability to take time off, so every year growing up we'd visit my grandparents in wisconsin for a couple of weeks in the summer and Arizona for a couple of weeks in the winter.

I like my job, but I get 2 weeks vacation time per year and no ability to take unpaid leave (salaried). I miss the opportunity to really do those things with my kid.

My father went on a near-month-long sailing trip from germany to denmark this summer. No classes and he was able to work on his laptop. I have privilege envy.

l-girl--I vowed in 1970 I would never be on the wrong side of the desk again. I loved my graduate program, but, all in all, I did not want to be a student ever again. It's a nasty position from which to have to deal with the world. I absolutely fucking hate powerpoint or colleagues lecturing about something or anything at all where I have to sit down and shut up.

Naturally, I try to make sure my own teaching is teaching I would not have minded...too much.

Nice - HH is on cruise control.And I see Papi was in the house, then left it. Cool.Went to one of those classic small family circuses, circusi, whatever, tonight. At the local National Guard Armory building. It was actually way cool. Gage didn't want to go at first, but then got all excited about the girl doing the hula hoops. It's been his new thing for about 2 weeks now, and the kid seriously rocks at it. 6 years old and he can stand eating a popsicle and talking to you while nanchalantly spinning a 4' hoop for minutes on end. Then he focuses a bit and rams the speed up to a blur, then slows it down and starts talking again. WTF!? Didn't come from my clumsy ass side of the family.

Someone might have said this before tonight but what kills me about Casey is his overuse of nicknames. Els, Buck, Pedey, Koch, Mikey, etc STFU and call them by their given names. Leave the nicknames to game threaders on JoS.